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[Twi]

((He could. I figured the pointing thing and last name would be enough for them to at least ask Lorenzo about it.))
The club is repaired by now. Still no DJ hired, though.

[JollyGent]

Lorenzo waits, stays silent, then asks Luke to come in. Luke is in the hospital, sitting on the sit of the room.

"What do you want, half blooded freak?"

"I came here to see you. Brother." Lorenzo could clearly see the damage that has been passed onto Luke.

"I do not need to see your face. Leave."

[Twi]

Or lack thereof? Magic hospital is magic. The malnourishment is still obvious either way though. Proper nutrition is not something so quickly fixable with magic.

Sarah facepalms somewhere.

[JollyGent]

"Your eyes are avoiding mine. If you truly look down on me, your eyes should be fixated on me, and your face should be firm. You are avoiding me. Your whole body trying to move away from me. You are fidgiting, which shows your anxiety. You, my brother, is anxious."

"I am not looking at you because you are too disgusting to look at."

"You? You are stubborn, with a lot of pride. You do not ignore and avoid, instead, you look down.


"I always beared hatred towards that analytical part of yours."

"You made me this way. " Luke didn't find his brother scary.

Luke and Lorenzo were silent.

[JollyGent]

"Your friend...the french knight."

"Gaston?"

"He left a huge impact on me. I may want to meet him again." Lorenzo chuckled.

"Hmph. He is pretty cool." Luke chuckled.

[Twi]

Jeopardy music plays somewhere. I blame Marie. Who is still hiring, by the by.

[Vgray]

Korloth, of all people, applies for the position of bartender.

[Twi]

Woo, competition!

[hops]

The Harukometo takes fucking ages to finally crash into the street, scaring the people

[LOCATION UNKNOWN]

"Ow... ow! My head. What the-!?"

[HULL DAMAGE CRITICAL]

"Eh, I didn't explode yet." Haruka-chan casts Heal on herself.

As soon as the smoke clears, she sees a ruined street and a gathering crowd. "H-hey! S-stop gawking at me, bakas!"

[Twi]

Marie is staring at the robot.  She then waves.

"Hey, baka girl. You want a job?"

[OREOSOME]

Elizabeth is quite surprised by the crashing spambot.
"Oh my god! Uh.. are you okay there, Lady?"
She steps forward, trying to figure out what her deal is.
"So… what's your name? I'm Elizabeth. Elizabeth Calipso. It's nice to meet you."

[hops]

"I'm not 'baka girl'!.... Baka. And yeah, I'm fine, I-I don't need your help." Haruka-chan doesn't look like someone who had fallen from space, thanks to her prodigious hitpoints from all that levelling.

"Besides, do I look like I have the time to be working!? I'm a busy fighter!"

[OH BY THE WAY BECAUSE WE'RE DICKS YOUR MAX HEALTH IS NOW LOWERED]

"Wait wha-"

[AND YOU'RE ON AN EXTENDED VACATION SO JUST RELAX AND ENJOY LIFE OR WHATEVER]

"Argh!" Haruka-chan looks pretty silly talking to herself.

[Twi]

"You got a name then? It's polite to give it when someone gives you their name. I'm Marie Hel, by the way. I run the club right behind me and am currently lacking a DJ, seeing as the old one -me- is doing legal stuff for a while."
Plot hook ensues!

[hops]

Haruka-chan thinks for a while, then shrugs. "Eh, sure, so long as I can make money during this stupid 'vacation' _{lousy fun-loving central command}. Anyways, my name's Haruka..."

[Twi]

"You look good with music, which means you'll do just fine!" Marie claps Haruka-chan on the shoulder and proceeds to give job info at a speed only a Magic Spambot Girl could understand.